“Oh, and wait til you see how they feel, too,” Sam said with a grin. He squatted back down and reached up with his hands and just tapped her on the side of each boob. The touch felt magnified somehow. Then he took his fingernails and started running them down the side of her breasts, and it felt electric. The last thing he did was squeeze both boobs roughly, which was both painful and surprising to see in that her normally pliable flesh hardly indented at all from his fingers.
Sam stood back up and said, “Well, just one more thing to get fixed up and then we can go out in style.” He walked back in front of her, pulled out a box from one of the cabinets and held aloft a rabbit vibrator in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. “Now, I’m guessing by now that you won’t need a lot of lube on this,” Sam commented as he walked back behind her.
Ah, hell, Jessica thought.
Next thing she knew, she felt the vibrator easing up inside her vagina, then felt the ‘ears’ part of it nestling up right against her clitoris. “Lemme get that started first,” Sam said as she felt the vibrations start up gently, and then, as she had pretty much expected by this point in the evening, she felt a well-lubricated finger easing into her anus.
Jessica decided to just relax and go with the flow. She closed her eyes, focusing her attention on the strange sensations still coming from her nipples and breasts, the teasingly slow vibrations in her pussy and on her clit, and the gentle stretching of her anus, as Sam slowly added more fingers.
Next thing she heard was the sound — again — of jeans hitting the floor. Did boys ever step all the way out of their pants for this, Jessica wondered? Then she felt a cock pressing up against her butthole, gently pushing in. Sam continued to go slow and easy, content to take his time, letting her get used to his size, then pushing in a little more, pulling part way back out, then pushing just a little further. But before long, he was all the way in, and starting a slow rhythm of fucking her ass.
He slowly picked up speed, and as he did, he kept increasing the power of the vibrator, too. She had her second orgasm, shaking violently in her bonds as he paused his fucking and just held onto her hips. As she started to reach her third, he was fucking her hard and fast, and then with a yell that echoed through the room, he came deep inside her, pulling her tightly against him. Right after, she orgasmed again, and he finally turned the vibrator off.
After a minute, she felt him slowly slip back out of her ass and heard him pull his pants back up. Then eased the vibrator out of her achingly sore pussy and tossed it on a counter.
His feet padded slowly back towards her head. “Well, I hope this was an ending to remember for you. Sure was for me. Now all that’s left to do is get you out of here. OK?”
Jessica feebly nodded her head, her body exhausted.
“This is going to take a bit. You are well and truly trussed up, miss,” he said with a chuckle.
Jessica looked up at him critically appraising her and the many restraints, and giggled behind her gag. For the first time tonight, she thought, she was being looked at as a problem that needed solving, and not ‘hot naked bound girl’. “Definitely an engineer,” she thought, still smiling.
“OK,” Sam said. “Let’s get you standing.” He unhooked the chain that attached her nipple clamps to the floor, then undid the rope attached to the back of her head. “Stand slowly or you’ll get dizzy.”
Jessica straightened, her muscles stiff from being locked in that position, her lower back tingling uncomfortably. “gng??” she mumbled.
To her surprise, Sam understood, undoing the buckles of the harness gag and pulling the ball out from behind her teeth. Then he grabbed a water bottle from one last cabinet and held it up to her lips. “Here,” he said, “take it slow at first, but then you’ll probably want all of it.”
She greedily drank the water that he tipped into her mouth until she had drunk her fill. Walking behind her, he undid her handcuffs, catching her shirt that had been trapped at the end of her arms. As she massaged her jaw with her fingers, he pulled an odd-looking set of scissors out and started cutting through the ropes wrapped around her chest, letting the pieces fall to the ground. “This part may hurt a bit,” he warned, then unwound the cords that had been wrapped so tightly around her breasts. As he got them off, the blood rushed back into her breasts, causing her to groan in pain, “Yeah, sorry about that. It won’t last long though. This too,” he said as he gently squeezed the end of the clamps, releasing the jaws from her nipples.
This time Jessica squealed in pain as the clamps came off. “Almost done,” he said. He undid the cuff around her ankle, then kicked the back of the strange metal contraption that had trapped her originally. As he did, the metal prongs released, falling to the floor.
Jessica looked down, dumbfounded. “All I had to do was kick that and I could’ve gotten out?”
“Safety first. Everything has to be easy to get off,” Sam said, a cheery tone in his voice.
Jessica started to button up her shirt, saying musingly, “I never imagined seeing rope marks around my boobs.” Sam laughed, holding out her skirt for her.
Jessica finished getting dressed, looking sadly at the cut up remains of her underwear. “Feels dumb,” she said, “to be worried about accidentally flashing people after all this.” She shrugged, then looked at Sam and said, “I’m Jessica, by the way. So, buy a girl a drink? And then you can explain to me how everyone that came here tonight knew what was going to happen but me, and where you learned how to tie like that since I don’t think there’s a Boy Scout badge for ‘how to tie titties.'”
Sam bowed his head to Jessica, and then extended his arm. “It would be my absolute pleasure, Jessica.”
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